Her heart raced. She felt nervous. Butterflies were in her stomach. She was looking forward to this moment, but she was also dreading it. She knew it was going to be painful, and she knew it was going to change the rest of her life. She was already in pain. She was cramping, she was sweating, her hair was matted. She was holding onto his hand for dear life, and she was being propped up by her roommate, who was sitting behind her on the bed. Two other teammates and her coach was in the room, all looking equally nervous, scared and excited. One last breath being held and one last excruciating push, she finally heard that cry she'd been longing to hear for the last eight months she'd known about this little human being growing inside of her.

Gasping for breath, Savannah let out a rack of sobs and a laugh at the same time, before sharing a quick kiss with Dan, and she watched the doctor and nurses clean up the little boy that was living in her uterus just five short seconds ago. Marti, Alice and Vanessa all had tears glistening in her eyes as they watched on.

As the baby boy was laid in her arms, Savannah stared at him and smiled, kissing his head before his little hand grasped her finger. "Hi, there…" she whispered. She couldn't help but feel like the most special person in the world right now. "I've been waiting for you for eight months, and you're finally here…" she said as her voice cracked.

"What's his name?" Alice asked.

"Isaac Martin Patch."

"He's gorgeous," Vanessa said.

"Agreed," Marti said, looking at Isaac over Savannah's shoulder. "He looks just like Dan," she said, carefully moving from behind Savannah and getting down off of the bed, with Lewis's help.

As everyone talked among themselves, Savannah's complete attention was on Isaac. Their eyes locked together when Isaac yawned, and she smiled, tears filling her eyes. She couldn't believe she was finally a mom. She never imagined in a million years that she'd ever feel this good about a baby, especially after all the pain she went through to get him here. Her whole world was spinning. When she was first pregnant, the doctors told her that she might not carry to full term. Then, they said that she might have to have a C-section. They told her that the baby may be mentally retarded, due to a car accident she'd been in at about five months, but they'd do tests when he was born just for precaution. They also told her that Isaac was a girl at first, but her ultrasound last week confirmed that he was most definitely a boy.

"Miss Monroe, one of my nurses are going to take your son to get his vitals and stats, and do a few tests on him. As soon as we get you cleaned up and in a new room, we'll get him back to you," the doctor said.

"Are the tests for the… the reasons you mentioned after I had my accident?" Savannah asked.

"For the mental retardation, yes. He looks perfectly fine to me, he's holding on to your finger and fidgeting, so it's clear that he has motor skills, and he's staring at you, so he seems to be focusing just fine, but we'll go ahead and do the tests just to be completely sure."

She nodded and let a nurse take Isaac from her, and she let out a small breath, looking at Dan. "He's gonna be okay, right?" she asked.

"He'll be fine," Dan said, kissing her lips. "He's a Patch."

The next day, Savannah was released from the hospital, as well as Isaac. Savannah and Dan agreed that they'd be living at Dan's apartment, since the school wouldn't allow Savannah to keep a child in their living quarters. Savannah was still able to keep her spot in hers and Marti's dorm since she was going to be back on the cheerleading team as soon as she got the okay from her doctor and got back into shape. She didn't see herself sleeping in the dorm unless she was there late, but it never hurt to have the option there just in case.

Savannah carefully sat down on the couch in the living room as she held Isaac in her arms, and she smiled, watching him stare up at her. She was still a little sore from giving birth, but it wasn't too bad. She was just glad she was able to walk without looking like an idiot. She had to walk slowly, but she could walk normally.

Savannah flipped the TV on and she turned it to a news station. It was only 6:30 in the morning, so she knew there wasn't anything better on. As she listened, she pulled her shirt up and unfastened one of her bra cups, positioning Isaac to her breast so he could start eating. Once he did, she smiled and ran her hand over his head lightly. She couldn't believe how blonde his hair was. He had thick, platinum blonde hair and gorgeous icy blue eyes. He had a few of her features, but looking at him was just like looking at Dan.

"We have quite a few birth announcements today, but the one that came to me with the most love, care and attention is one of my very own neighbor's little boy. Isaac Martin was born yesterday at 3:21 AM to Lancer University film student, Dan Patch, and the Hellcats' cheer captain, Savannah Monroe. Isaac is seven pounds, two ounces and nineteen inches long. His birth announcement was sent in by a Lancer University pre-law student, Marti Perkins, who also happens to be Isaac's godmother and namesake. Miss Monroe's team members, Lewis Flynn and Alice Verdura send out warm wishes, and the Hellcats cheerleading team's coach Vanessa Lodge advises the new mother to sleep when the baby sleeps. As a mother myself, that's extremely good advice. Good Morning Memphis and myself, Cara Taint, sends a warm congratulations to the happy family," the newscaster on TV said.

Savannah smiled, when she saw a picture of her, Dan and Isaac, taken a few hours after he was born, on the screen. "Look at that, buddy, we're on TV," she said, looking at Isaac.

The smile stayed on her lips as she watched Isaac continue eating. She still couldn't believe that just two days ago, this little boy had been in her belly–which was a lot smaller now that he was out. She never imagined him to be so beautiful and flawless.

"It's early," Dan said from behind the couch, making Savannah flinch. "What are you doing up?"

Savannah's heart raced and she put a hand to her chest, watching Dan walk around the couch and sit down. "Your son decided it was breakfast time," she said.

"I didn't even hear him cry last night."

"Because he didn't. He slept through the night, which I'm very grateful for, because I really needed the sleep. If he'd sleep just a little bit longer, Mommy would be a very, very happy camper," she said, looking at Isaac. "No one should be awake this early in the morning."

"I have class today. Will you be okay with him by yourself?"

"Yeah. If he's too much to handle, I'll either figure it out or call someone to help me. He should be sleeping most of the time, so it shouldn't be too big a deal."

"True. Just call me if you need me to come home. Marti let my professor know that you had him yesterday, so he probably doesn't even think I'm coming to class today."

"Well, you should stay here then."

"I really can't. If I miss a day, I might miss a project. I don't want to risk it."

"Dan…"

"Babe…"

"Please…"

"I can't…"

"No, you don't want to."

"I do, but I really have to go. I have to at least check in with him. I'll see if I can get out of class early."

"Getting out five minutes early doesn't make a difference."

"Fine, I'll ask for six minutes early, then."

Savannah stared at Dan and she sighed, looking at Isaac again. "Your daddy's not gonna get anything when my six week mark is up."

A few hours later, Savannah pushed the door to Cheer Town open, and she carefully picked up Isaac's infant carrier, before entering the building. She made her way to the gymnasium, where she assumed everyone was, since no one was in the commons. She smiled, seeing everyone there, and she went straight to Vanessa's office, sitting the carrier in a chair.

"Hey, Savannah," Vanessa said.

"Hi. What's everyone doing?" she asked, taking Isaac out of the carrier.

"Supposed to be practicing, but as you can see, none of that's going on."

"Not for long."

Savannah walked out of the office, with Isaac cuddled up on her chest and she grabbed a whistle from a key rack by Vanessa's office, before blowing in it as loud as possible. She rubbed Isaac's back when he started fussing, never taking her eyes off of the Hellcats. "Get your asses in position and start your rehearsal. You never procrastinated when I was here, you won't procrastinate when I'm not. Lewis, hit the radio. Marti, start it off, Alice wipe that smirk off your face, I'm talking to you too."

As everyone did as they were told, a blonde girl that looked a lot like Marti approached her side. "I'm sorry about that, it was probably my fault that they weren't doing anything," she said. "It won't happen again."

"I sure hope not, they need all the practice they can get."

"They're pretty good, is all this vigorous practice really necessary?"

"They've done a lot better. Practice is mandatory if they want to make it to nationals."

"What if they don't want to?"

"Then they don't belong on my team."

"Your team? I've never even seen you here before, how is this your team?"

Savannah looked at the girl and smiled, in a snotty way her mother taught her that made people feel threatened. It must have been working, because the girl before her retreated a bit and looked away from her. "I'm the captain of this team. Savannah Monroe."

"Oh, so you're the rich spoiled girl everyone talks about."

Savannah raised an eyebrow and the girl raised her hands in defense. "Their words, not mine. I was just getting it straight," the girl said.

"Mhm… Who are you, and why are you in my gym while my cheerleaders are practicing?"

"Oh, I'm Dierdre. I'm Marti's sister."

Savannah stared at Dierdre for a few seconds and nodded. "Okay, well listen, I don't mind if you come visit and watch practices, but you can't distract my team."

"Right. I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

"Nervous about something?" she asked, noticing the slightly nervous tone in Dierdre's voice.

"No, I just… I've never been intimidated by anybody before. You're the first."

"Oh, lucky me. I've never been described as intimidating."

"Well, you could be Sharpay Evans in the flesh."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, she's just… She's not a real person, she's just a character from a movie…"

"I'm aware. I've seen them. All three, two hour long excruciatingly musical… projects. I'll never understand Disney."

"At least the spin-off was good."

"Could have been better."

"You're always a critic, aren't you?"

"I was raised that way."

"You were raised to be respectable," Vanessa said, from behind Savannah. "Step down, Your Highness. Dierdre's new territory, but you're not the one that has the power to okay the intrusion."

Savannah sighed and she looked at Vanessa as she stood next to her. "I was really on a roll, Vanessa, you couldn't have let me work on her for two more minutes? I could have had her. I was scaring her."

"You were scaring yourself. Be nice. I'll be in Red's office, I have to go over some stuff."

"No desk sex."

"Please, I'm a professional," Vanessa said as she walked out of the gym.

"Yeah, because professionals have affairs with married men and cause the divorce," she muttered.

"I heard that!"

"He's really cute."

Savannah looked up from changing Isaac's diaper, smiling at Dierdre, before getting back to cleaning him up. "Thanks. Cute, but lethal. His diapers could clear out an army."

"It's not that bad."

"Are you kidding me? It's horrible."

"That's what all first timers think. They have nothing to compare it to."

"What do you have to compare it to?"

"I'm around babies a lot."

"Do you have kids?"

Dierdre shook her head. "No. Kids aren't really my thing, I'm just around them a lot. I work with a lot of parents, so I'm around all their kids."

"At a record store?"

"Go figure."

Savannah laughed a little and she finished getting Isaac changed, before lifting him up and sitting him on her lap. "There you go, buddy, how's that?" she asked, earning a fuss in return. "Come on, I just fed you…"

Isaac sobbed and he squirmed, causing Savannah to sigh, and she discreetly lifted her shirt.

"Do you want me to leave so you can feed him?" Dierdre asked, motioning to the door.

"You're fine. If you're uncomfortable, you don't have to be. We both have the same things, unless my high school health books on the woman's anatomy were a complete lie."

"Yeah, I think I'm gonna go see if anybody needs any help with anything."

"Have fun."

Savannah smiled a little, looking at Isaac as he sucked on her breast, and she kissed his forehead lightly, just as Marti walked into the room and plopped down on her bed.

"Dude, I'm so out of breath right now it's not even funny," Marti said as her chest heaved.

"Maybe all that sex is finally catching up to you," Savannah said.

"Funny. How's my son?"

"Uh, my son is just fine, thank you."

"Can I hold him when you're done?"

"Maybe."

"Come one, it's been twenty-four hours."

"Yes, you can hold him. You're worse than Dan."

"Has he held him yet?"

Savannah raised an eyebrow, looking at Marti. "Are you crazy? There's no way I'm letting the father of my child hold him. I don't want him to think he's all loved and stuff."

"Ha ha, you're a comedic genius."

"Well. I have my hidden talents."

"Like hiding your pregnancy for four months."

"Touche."